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This One’s For The Girls

Our first steps into the world are tentative. I wondered when I left home for the first time, will I make it out there. There was no certainty I would. In my case, I plunged, belly first, into the sea of life. I didn’t have a outline prepared. I didn’t even know what a hope chest was. All I new was whatever happened to me, even if I fell flat on my face and failed—and I have and will likely continue to do so until I’m dust in the wind—that hope floated, and would get me where I need to go.

–———– BELIEFS @ VARYING STAGES OF A LIFE—————-

*a feminine perspective*

@ 16

Nonsensical belief that all dreams come true

You only have to believe

Love is ever lasting

First kisses leave a permanent mark on your heart

Happiness is free and easy

Being a grown is going to be a blast

Girls just want to have fun

Boys are retarded

@19

Boys remain retarded

Kissing lots of boys isn’t nearly as interesting as kissing just one

Love is puzzling

Happiness is dancing all night long and watching the sunrise over the Pacific Ocean

Life is endless

There is plenty of time to answer the “What will I be when I grow up?”, question.

And girls only want to have fun and to live life with reckless abandonment

What a lovely, thoughtful piece. For me, life got really great when I hit 40 and 20 years later, it’s even better. There is wonderful peace in finding comfort and confidence in one’s own skin and embracing our connection to the Universe.injaynesworld recently posted….injaynesworld “Country Ways…”

I love this, Brenda. Thank you for sharing this with us and tickling our reflective fancies. I think love varies at all ages but the idea of love remains the same. We are always searching for the “one” or our counterpart and until we finally come face to face with them (if we ever do), our hearts will always be susceptible to bitter breaks. W
With love comes growth and I believe that with age comes a better understanding of the type of love we deserve. Just like our dreams. But then again, sometimes I think I knew better about my dreams and love when I was 16 than I do now. My first love was when I was 16 and if he were still alive today, sometimes I wonder about where we would be if we ever rekindled the love I chose to leave behind when I met a hoodlum from New York City who back then destroyed my idea of love.

But we are quick to bounce back, aren’t we? I have a stable and admirable kind of love in my life now who has been a savior for me. But as far a soul mate, who knows. I might have lost one or two along the way. And maybe, those dreams are still left for the many more years of my life to come=)gina recently posted….Be Not Fearful Because I am With You

I”m a few weeks away from my 48th birthday and I have to say these ages seem pretty accurate for me so far. I would not want to go back to any of my younger ages. Though I did love being the mom of babies, I also love being the mom of older kids too!! As always, you touch on so much and I adore reading your work!Kathy Radigan recently posted….Spilling the Beans

I love being a woman.
I would NEVER want to be a man! (they are quite slow)
I love kissing (only Mr. Liverpool Now)
I love having fun, dancing, drinking wine, laughing, meeting new people.
I love romance.
I love LOVE.

It was fun reading through your list. You have such a zest for life and writing. In some ways I feel younger now than when I did when I was 16 or 25. My 30s and 40s were some of my best years, and my 60s are starting out great too. I don’t think I’d want to go back in time, but I don’t want what I have now to end either. Timelessness. That’s something to aspire toward, I think.Deborah J. Brasket recently posted….True Ghost Stories, Part One – Growing Up in a Haunted House

What keeps me in the game is my faith. I’m an atheist who believes in you. You collectively, you individually. You Shewriters, you NaNoWriMos, you neighbors, you family, you bloggers-Brenda, Michelle, Cindy, Chris, etc… No matter what I’ve gone through in life, it has always been you walking beside me, helping me, letting me help you.
It feels secure, and gives me hope because I am you too. Believe in you, I do.Lynne Favreau recently posted….Government Shutdown

Love takes work but you get back more than you give.
I am not a victim.
People have to make their own choices.
Hard work is underrated.
Work at anything as though you love it.
You can deal with anything.

Fascinating stuff here, Brenda. Martina McBride’s song is one of my favorites. So empowering. Thanks for posting it. She’s absolutely gorgeous and so are you!monicastangledweb recently posted….Bicycle, Bicycle!